Puzzle Box Genie 2 0Chapter 5
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After a day of enjoying my mother’s culinary delights, I was in my room trying to find places for the presents I had received. I was rearranging my desk when I came across the puzzle box I brought from Esme. Well, I say brought, but no money changed hands. Instead, she charged me with a kiss.
What had she said? Something about a powerful ‘being’ able to grant wishes. Sounds like a genie to me. Disney would have made me think a lamp would be the vessel for such a being. But I guess if I wanted to keep a genie, then a puzzle box is way ahead of a lamp in security.
The top and bottom were flat and smooth, while the four sides each held intricate carvings split into an eight-by-eight grid, each with one piece missing. This allowed the others to be slid around one square at a time until the image was complete.
Three of the sides were completely messed up. All the pieces in the wrong order, just waiting to be rearranged. The front was a single completed piece and depicted a beautiful woman with her eyes closed. I sat in my desk chair and ran my fingers over the face of the box, feeling the curves of the woman’s face. Turning it to one of the jumbled sides, I saw no pattern or sequence to the jumbled pieces.
I tried moving a few pieces around, hoping some pattern emerged. It would have been easier if I knew what the completed side would look like. I had no reference to work from. All I could tell was that it wasn’t the same as the one finished side.
Instead of trying so hard, I just aimlessly shifted the pieces around, hoping that some pattern would appear. My mind drifted as my fingers pushed the pieces around as if on autopilot. The events of the morning ran through my mind again—the memory of Elsa’s small hand unable to reach around my dick. The glorious sensation as her lips first parted and slid over the head. My dick rose in response to the images running through my mind.
The sensation of her tongue working my dick with unmatched natural talent. My cum filling her mouth, and her gulping it down. Enjoying it even. The flash of her tiny B-cup tits as she licked up an errant drop. She genuinely seemed to like it. The love I saw in her eyes made it all the better. She was a natural-born cum slut and only 14-years-old. I wonder if Elise was the same. They are twins, after all.
I returned my attention to the box and was surprised to see the side I had been aimlessly working on was nearly complete. The image depicted what I presumed was the same woman, but from a side profile, her head thrown back, hair hanging down. Lips slightly parted as if crying out. Just three pieces were left out of place, and after a bit of manipulation amid some frustrated cursing, the last piece slid into place.
What happened next nearly made me drop it in surprise. A clicking and whirring sound emanated from the box. The one empty slot on the newly completed side slid further back into the box. It rotated to show a carved side and slid out to sit level with the rest of the carving. It locked all the pieces into place, completing the image. Next, the top rotated. A previously unseen seam opened, showing three circles, one within the other. Each ring got smaller the closer to the centre it got. The outermost ring dropped a half-inch, rotated clockwise, then counter-clockwise before rising to lay level again. With a final click, it fell still and silent.
I stared at it in shock for a few moments before turning it over in my hands, trying to move the rings on top but failing. Shaking the box created no sounds, and the only pieces that moved freely were those of the two sides still to be completed.
I wondered about the true origins of the box. It certainly looked old with the faded gold leaf and the skill of the carving, but the mechanics contained within seemed pretty complex. How old could it really be?
Then again, the Egyptians made the pyramids with rope and wood, so why couldn’t the creator of this box be from a similar period? Older even. I turned to what I thought of as the back panel, and once again, I could make neither heads nor tails of it. I let my fingers run over the pieces and again let my mind wander.
Once again, I went back to Elsa working my dick, but this time the focus was more on what she said. What she said about Ruby, to be exact. Ruby was a friend of the twins who lived a few streets over, and they all went to school together. She was a real cutie. Being a depraved deviant, I had more than noticed her whenever she was over. While the twins had the whole sort of innocent beauty thing going, Ruby was already using her body to drive guys crazy on purpose. Her 14-year-old body could shame half the girls 4-5 years her senior.
She was taller than the twins, tiny four feet four at a touch over five feet, but shared their slight build. She had thick, soft a wavey golden blond hair that hung to just below her tits. Ruby had a set of perfect tits. Not just for a 14-year-old, but for any woman.
Full and rounded C-cups that looked more like D’s in relevance to her slender frame. Some might say they were oversized for her build, but she was yet to grow into her full figure. I was not one of those people. If you drew your gaze away from her epic chest, you would see her slim waist flowing out to slightly wider hips and an ass that could shame any celebrity you care to name. Perfectly formed globes of pure perfection that could turn a gay man straight.
I had had more than a few fantasies about bending her over and taking her from behind. She was a recurring character in my wank bank. Her legs didn’t disappoint either, long, smooth tanned legs perfect for wrapping around someone’s waist. Wrap up this perfect little package in the slutty but expensive clothes her father lavished her with, and she could control men with just a swing of her hips and a smile.
From what Elsa said while jerking my dick, I’m guessing Ruby is more than just Daddy’s little girl. But I can’t blame him. Trying to resist such temptation would drive any man insane. I will never understand how male teachers do it. Besides, that morning I let my sister suck me off, so I can’t take the moral high ground in accusing him of anything.
After the recap of the morning blowjob and the visualisation of Ruby, my cock was well and truly straining for release. Looking down at the box, I was surprised to find myself in a similar position to before: just a few tiles away from completing another face of the box.
It took just a few moments to get everything into position, then as the last tile slid into place. Once again—the ratcheting of cogs and clicks emanated from within the cube. The empty tile space receded into the box before returning as a carved piece of wood to complete and lock the carving into place. It was much the same story on the top of the cube. This time, the second ring was spinning one way, then the next, before returning to its place in the cube. It left the top perfectly smooth. I was about to start on the last side, but was interrupted by a knock on the door, followed by Lauren’s face peering around the door.
“Hey, bro! Got a minute?”
“Yeah, sure. Come in.” I set the box down on my desk.
She was still wearing the same vest, bra and shorts as earlier, plus the necklace. The black jewel resting just above the start of her breasts. She moved over to my bed and sat down, pulling her legs up to sit cross-legged. I turned in my chair slightly to sit at an angle that would hide my boner from her vision.
“So, what’s up?” I asked.
“Mums taken the twins to a friend’s house to drop off presents, and I just wanted to thank you properly for the necklace.” She gently stroked the black jewel, almost caressing it with the tip of her finger. Her movement drew my attention to where it sat above her breasts. Breasts that stole my attention away from her necklace.
The bra she wore to avoid being entirely indecent didn’t perform its job very well. It was clearly too small and only worked to emphasise her breasts. The soft mounds, almost jiggling with every movement, almost bursting free.
“I don’t know why, but it makes me feel safe. Like nothing bad can get to me. I know that sounds silly, but I can’t explain it. I feel ... I feel like all the negative energy that could affect me is kept at bay.”
To be completely honest, I had no idea what she was talking about. Negative energy? Oh, well, at least she was pleased.
“Well, I’m glad you like it. I worried a bit when I couldn’t find anything. You are always so hard to buy for.”
She gave me a small smile, and I saw her gaze move lower, and her smile got bigger. Glancing down, I saw my hard-on had slipped and was forming a now very noticeable tent in my shorts.
“It seems someone is ready to be thanked,” she said before sliding to her knees in front of me.
Now I’m sure you can imagine my shock. I was about to apologise and try to explain away my boner, and now my older sister is on her knees before me.
“Shush!. “Just let me ‘thank’ you,” she said with a smile as she leaned forward and took hold of the waistband of my trousers.
In one movement, she pulled both them and my boxers down. My hard cock sprang up and hit her under the chin.
“Oh, Thor,” she cooed, “little brother isn’t so little after all.”
She now had my hard eight inches in her hand. Unlike Elsa’s tiny hand, Lauren’s hand wrapped around me, and she jerked my cock with slow strokes. She spat onto my dick to lube it up as she sped up her jerking.
“None of the boys at university are this big,” she murmured.
“Oh, Christ! Have you... ‘thanked’ a lot of boys?”.
The sight of my 20-year-old sister was just as entrancing as seeing your 14-year-old sister jerk you off. I hoped they held the same talent for oral.
“Mmm, a few. I’ve ‘thanked’ a lot more girls than boys, though,” she said in a playful tone before her tongue ran from my balls to the tip of my cock.
It took a few seconds for that thought to process. Images of my sister’s head buried in-between the thighs of a generic brunette girl appeared in my head. The mystery girl transformed into that of Elsa, her eyes closed as her older sister ate her pussy. I didn’t think it was possible, but my cock got even harder.
Twirling her tongue around the head a few times, she then took my entire cock into her mouth and down her throat. She had clearly done this to more than a few boys to have taken my entire length so easily on her first pass. My knuckles went white as I grabbed the armrests.
She hummed with the head of my dick in her throat. The walls of her throat rippled and pulsed around my cock. I nearly came there and then. A few more seconds and I would have, but Lauren pulled back and swirled her tongue around the head. She started bobbing up and down in quick succession, deep-throating me each time. Every thirty seconds, she would pull off, take a breath, swirl her tongue, and then carry on deep-throating me.
I knew I wouldn’t last long; she was even better than Elsa. I guess the extra experience helps. When Lauren started fondling my ball sack, it was too much. I grabbed her by the hair and rammed myself as far down her throat as I could and held her there. My cock pulsed, squirting cum right down her throat.
She held my gaze, not resisting as I kept her lips pressed to the base of my cock. Her eyes started watering. Her heavy black mascara ran, leaving black streaks down her cheeks. The look was really doing it for me.
Lauren pulled off, licked her lips, then started licking my cock clean.
“I hope you’re not finished because I have a little thanking left to do,” she purred sexily.
I was still coming down from the orgasmic high of my first-ever deep throat and second-ever blow job—both on the same day and both from my sisters. I just needed to add Elsie and Mom to the mix, and I would have the whole set.
That thought stirred my slowly deflating cock back to life. A big smile appeared on my elder sister’s face.
Lauren stood back and pulled her vest off, followed by her bra. I hadn’t given it’s functionality enough credit. Her bra had been holding back my sister’s big tits admirably. They burst free as she released the clasp, bouncing wonderfully before settling down to sit proudly on her chest. Her impossibly perky D-cups showed no sign of sag and looked huge on her thin frame. Her slender figure seemed to be a trait all the females in my family seem to have inherited.
Strong Nordic heritage.
Her nipples stuck out half an inch and were a dusky pink colour. She pushed her cotton shorts down, revealing she wasn’t wearing panties and her smooth-shaven pussy had a light sheen of moisture. She was wet. Deep-throating must really turn her on.
Talking of being turned on, the unveiling of this sexual goddess’s body had brought my cock back to all its raging glory. I throbbed with anticipation. My mind was still having trouble processing and believing what was happening.
She came toward me with a few sexy steps. She ran her fingers between her lips, spreading her wet fingers to show how aroused she was. She slowly sucked her fingers clean, moaning softly at the taste. Precum flowed from my cock. Preparing me to thrust into her wet cunt.
Lauren straddled me, trapping my cock between her body and mine. My cock laid in the valley of her pussy lips as my helmet rested against her clit. She rolled her hips, each movement causing the head to rub her clit, causing pleasure for us both. Her juices joined my precum as it dripped down my cock and onto my ball sack.
She put her arms over my shoulders and slowly moved her hips. My hand had been resting on her hips, but I ran them up her silky smooth body, gently squeezing each breast. I marvelled at their size and softness. Each one was larger than I could easily hold—her nipples like hard little candies that begged to be sucked.
Leaning forward, I took her nipple into my mouth and gently sucked it in. I rolled it around with my tongue, much as she had to my cock head. I lightly grazed her with my teeth. She moaned in response, thrusting her chest forward. Emboldened, I gently bit down on her nipple.
Lauren growled throatily in response. She fisted her hand in my hair and pushed harder against my cock. She moved faster, speeding up her hips. I gently bit her nipple again, applying just a little more pressure. She bucked hard against my cock, letting out a small gasp of pleasure.
I switched to the other nipple, sucking and biting each time, causing her to buck against my cock. It looked like my sister enjoyed a little pain to heighten her pleasure.
By this point, her pussy was leaking juice at an astonishing rate. My cock and balls were drenched. I was going to need a new chair after this.
Shifting further back, she raised and lowered her hips, letting my cock run the length of her pussy, careful not to let it slide in.
The sensation was fantastic. Her lips wrapping around the sides of my shaft. The heat of her arousal scorching my cock. If I hadn’t just prior shot my load down her throat, I would undoubtedly have coated her pussy with my jizz by now.
I was close, but it was Lauren who came first. The rubbing of my cock head on her clit and my mouth on her tits was too much. She arched her back and threw her head back as she shook with the force of the orgasm that coursed through her. Her hands gripped my shoulders for support, and I could feel her pussy lips quiver around my shaft.
Her hips lifted from mine, and she gushed her juice all over my torso. She was a squirter, and I was shocked at the sheer volume she produced. It was running down my chest in streams. Lauren slumped forward against me as she came down from her orgasm; her big tits pushed into my wet chest, making them slick with her own squirt. She rested her forehead against mine as she caught her breath.
We stared into each other’s eyes, not saying anything. After about a minute, I broke the silence.
“If I knew that’s how you say thank you, I would have bought you jewellery years ago!”
After a second, we both laughed, and she pushed herself back and slid off my knees. I just marvelled at the sight of her body. A combination of sweat and her jizz caused her body to have a slight shine to it. With an almost casual air of a cook tasting her sauce, she ran a finger along the slopes of her breasts, gathering a few drops of her juice before sucking it off her finger.
“Mmm, I’ve never squirted like that before.”
“So, do you always squirt?” I asked in reply.
It was all surreal. We were both naked and covered in my sister’s copious juices talking about her sexual “habits”. My cock was still hard and desperate for release.
“No, I usually have to be really worked up, and even then, it’s usually just a few little spurts, not a frigging firehose ... But it looks like I’m not done yet.”
She took hold of my hands and pulled me up off the chair I had been sitting on and pushed me onto the bed before climbing on and straddling me. The soft, warm skin of her legs was pressed against each of my thighs, and her tits pressed into my chest as she bent forward and put her lips to mine.
Despite all we had just done, this was the first time we had kissed. It was tentative at first, and I was as nervous as hell. I’d had a few kisses from my previous girlfriend, but I wasn’t what you would call experienced, so I just tried to mimic Lauren’s lips with my own.
She must have sensed my experience, for she quietly asked, “Have you been with girls this way before?”
I shook my head. She smiled. We kissed again.
Even though we had already shared what would typically be considered way beyond the realms of decency for siblings, the kiss sort of meant more. The kiss showed more than just lust; it was love. Not just brother-sister platonic love, but a few levels above that.
I wasn’t just an enormous cock for her to enjoy, that just happened to be attached to her brother. I mean, I’m sure that was part of it. But, with her kiss and gentle nature, she was showing me it was more. Not just lust, but love. Growing up without a father figure, I had looked to my mother and sister as role models. They had made me the man I was today. To be so intimate with my sister just felt right. The natural progression to our already close relationship. Another way to express our love.
Ending the kiss, she pulled herself back into sitting upright. I lifted her hips above mine and took hold of my dick. I put the head at the entrance to her beautiful pussy. Excitement and anticipation had my heart beating a mile a minute. With one smooth movement, Lauren sank onto my dick and took my full eight inches inside her. She gasped with the size of it; I think I blacked out for a second.
The feeling was incredible; I thought to myself. I’m inside my first pussy and it was my sister’s!
My first blow-job from Elsa. Now my first pussy from Lauren. What a great Christmas Day this has turned out to be! I don’t think this is exactly what they mean when they say Christmas is about “being with family”.
She was tight and blazing hot around my shaft, and I could feel the head of my cock just pressing against the spongy entrance to her cervix. We were perfectly matched. The walls of her pussy seemed to squeeze softly and massage my cock. Each soft squeeze took me closer and closer to the edge without her even moving.
She slowly ground against me, rocking her hips back and forth. Just a few inches of my dick would slide in and out with each stroke. It was the most amazing sensation I had ever experienced in my 16 years on this earth, and I was pretty sure it couldn’t get any better.
Lauren seemed all too eager to prove me wrong. She pulled my hands up to her breasts, and I massaged them as she ground against me; I pinched her nipples, eliciting small moans from her. The sounds of excitement, the feel of her tits and the way her pussy looked clinging to my dick was incredible.
Stopping with me once again fully sheathed inside her gave me a glorious view of her perfect form. I was still trying to wrap my head around the fact that this was happening. That my beautiful, naked, 20-year-old sister was currently sitting astride me with eight inches of brotherly dick buried inside her pussy.
I slid my hands down the side of her body to rest on her hips to encourage her to continue the rocking motion. I thought I had blown it when she pulled off my dick, but when just the tip was still inside, she slammed herself back down to the hilt. We both let out a cry at the incredible sensation.
She kept this motion up, getting faster and faster until she was bouncing wildly on my dick. Her large tits were a sight to behold as they bounced energetically in all directions because of the force and speed of her movements. I was lost to the sensations hammering at my body, and it wasn’t long before I could feel my cum boiling, ready to erupt.
“Lau ... Lauren, I’m ... I’m ... I’m gonna ... cum,” I gasped out.
Lauren was moaning and letting out tiny screams as she rode my cock, and I wasn’t sure she heard me when she somehow sped up even more.
“DO IT!” she yelled. “Give me your hot jizz! Fill my pussy with your cum, bro!”
Hearing her talk like that was all it took. With a great shout, I grabbed her hips, locked her into position with me fully embedded within her and pumped a huge load that I didn’t think possible into her pussy.
As the first rope of my cum shot into her pussy, Lauren let out a scream to signal her orgasm, and I felt the walls of her pussy squeeze my dick, and she shuddered atop me. We were both within the throes of a mind-shattering orgasm, and Lauren pushed backwards off my cock, falling onto her back, hips thrust upwards and squirted again. A magnificent fountain of her clear juices shooting into the air landed on both the bed and us.
We both lay gasping for breath, covered in each other’s juices. After a few moments to compose ourselves, I pushed myself up and surveyed to results of our incestuous adventure. The chair was dripping, the bed was soaked, and there was a smattering of juices on the carpet. As for us, we were both filthy with sweat and cum.
“Wow,” she gasped.
“Yeah, wow,”
“I think we need a shower,” my sister giggled, still flat on her back.
Her laugh made her tits jiggle enticingly on her chest.
“I think I need a new mattress,” I replied in half jest.
She pulled herself into the same position as me, and she too looked around the room and finally down at the bed we were both sitting on.
“Yeah, maybe next time we will have to put a few towels down,” she mused.
“Next time?”
There was going to be a next time! I was having trouble believing this had even happened. The possibility of it happening again blew my mind. To be completely honest, I was still having trouble believing it had happened at all.
“It’s not every day a girl finds such a fantastic dick as yours. I’ll be damned if I’m gonna let it go to waste when it could be filling me up so gloriously, brother or not.” She said this while stretching after getting up from the bed. I think my IQ dropped by a few points seeing the things it did to her body.
I wasn’t going to argue, and who could blame me? Any man married or single, young or old, related or not, would have trouble denying her sexual advances. So amazingly stunningly gorgeous, Lauren could have anyone she set her sights on. Then consider that I’m a hormone-driven teenager with a thing for incest themed porn and erotica based around the image of my sister, and I had no chance.
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